"Now I want you guys to look at each other, and smile! Maybe even, oh I dunno, LAUGH! Can you do that? Be happy? I know you can!"
The oh-so-patient photographer who has been taking Izuku and Katsuki's photos for the last hour really seems to be at her wit's end. She's been asking for them—and by them Izuku knows she means Katsuki—to smile since the beginning of the shoot. In every shot, Izuku just knew he was scowling. He hates getting his photo taken. So far, all of the photos have been of them posing next to each other, or of them pretending to fight each other. She didn't ask them to touch too much. She just asked for a hand on a shoulder here, a touch on an arm there—both of which Katsuki did without protest. But smile... well, for whatever reason, that is something he's refusing to do.
"Ugh why? Why do you need me to smile, let alone laugh?! Do you want me to look weak to the villains who will see these photos?" Katsuki growls.
They were told before the shoot started that these photos would not only be available for them to order as graduation photos, but would also be featured in Quirk, a popular hero magazine that has been doing interviews and photos for UA's graduates for the past few years. Some of the top heros graduate from UA, and magazines like Quirk pay a lot of money to get to write the very first official stories on them.
"No, no! Come now, Ground Zero! The people will want to see you smile is all! I'm sure you parents would too! So come on, smile for me!"
Izuku laughs at the face Katsuki gives instead. It's probably one of the angriest looks he's given all day. Their photographer turns to Izuku.
"Get him to smile, Deku! I heard you guys grew up together and are real close! I'm sure he smiles for you. Make him smile, and I'll pay you more…"
Even though Izuku is sure it was a joke, the line about "paying him" did not make Katsuki smile. If this photographer really knew Katsuki, she'd know a comment like that would just piss him off more.
"REALLY LADY? Why would DE-KU get paid more if I smiled? HAH?!"
Izuku looks over to the photographer, who seems to almost be ready to combust, and gives her an apologetic look before turning towards Katsuki. Thankfully for Izuku, no one else besides the crew, the photographer, and the two of them were allowed in the room for these photos, so he doesn't need to worry about his next words earning him questionable looks later.
"Calm down, Kacchan. I'm tired. She's not gonna stop and let us go until she gets some good shots of us laughing and smiling together. I know you can smile Kacchan..." Izuku looks down at his shoes and kicks a little at his feet, then says a little bit quieter, "I like it when you smile. You look really good when you have a smile on your face."
Izuku looks back up at Katsuki and smiles a little when he sees the slight flush on his cheeks. He's sure it could be because of the warm lights, or from irritation, but he also knows that flush wasn't there thirty seconds ago. Izuku knows just how how break him out of his shell. And it wasn't a lie, he looks really hot with a smile on his face.
"You know, I can always.. Tickle you." He teases.
Izuku knows he's crossing over into dangerous territory. He's being flirty again. Eijiro kissed his cheek an hour ago, and after the group photos they would all be taking, he was pretty sure he would be inviting Eijiro over for some of that alone time he promised. But the small upward turn of Katsuki's lips was just what he needed. Izuku hears the camera snap a few shots behind them and is trying his best to ignore it. He's pretty sure the photographer caught his smirk.
"Don't even think about it Deku." He growls. "Besides, m'not ticklish. You're the ticklish one."
Thankful again that they're isolated from their classmates, Izuku's eyebrows jump up and he smugly looks over at Katsuki's piercing red eyes.
"You wanna bet? Bet you'll lose and start laughing, Kacchan."
A low scoff escapes from Katsuki's lips, and he wickedly smiles and slowly runs his tongue over his top lip—the way he licked his lip looked so hot, that if there weren't others watching, would have made his dick hard and his breathing hitch. He instead controls himself, and again hopes Katsuki is too caught up in the moment to hear the camera rapidly snapping photos behind them.
Izuku wonders if Kacchan realizes that he's already lost. He already laughed, and Izuku didn't even have to touch him… That isn't going to stop him from having fun though.
"Yer on, nerd."
As soon as those words leave his mouth, Katsuki is springing towards him,trying to tackle him to the ground. At the same time, green lighting surrounds Izuku as he jumps up to avoid being caught. Katsuki takes a moment to shuck off his gloves and gauntlets—which gives Izuku time to pull off his gloves as well—and starts to come at Izuku wiggling his fingers and raising his eyebrows. His expression alone is enough to make Izuku let out a high pitched, scream-like laugh while trying to get away. Each time Izuku tries to lunge at him or wiggles his own fingers to taunt him, he sees a scowl-like smile appear on Katsuki's face.
Izuku knows they are being captured in photos, knows that these pictures will end up in the magazine, and that people will start to make assumptions and ask questions, but right now, in this moment, he really, really doesn't care. It feels like they're kids again. Katsuki's expression is just so pure and full of life. He looks happy, and Izuku feels happy. So happy. He wants nothing more than to be right here, right now, in this moment with Katsuki.
Izuku lets his guard down for half a second and ends upon the ground. Katsuki's looming over him, holding him down with his thighs alone while his hands are busy attacking Izuku's sides. The laughs and screams escaping Izuku's mouth are almost comical. He's trying his best to move his hands up, to get underneath Katsuki's armpits to tickle him back, but he keeps failing. His whole body is flushing from being tickled, and the camera is just snapping away.
The second he manages to break away and gets his hands close enough to touch Katsuki's underarms, he's rewarded with a sound he hasn't heard since they were kids. He hears Kacchan giggle. It's so cute and so distracting, but he only gets to hear it once as Katsuki realizes that he's lost. Izuku got him. He laughed outright. Although he may not realize it, he had been laughing and smiling for the last five minutes. A low curse escapes Katsuki lips as he lets his body relax for only a moment before he expertly grabs ahold of Izuku's wrists with one hand and leans over to look into Izuku's watery eyes.
"Looks like you won, nerd."
Izuku smiles up at the sweaty, smiling mess of a man on top of him and gasps when he feels Katsuki's fingertips brush the side of his face. Izuku's heart swells when the blond leans in closer, and as soon as Izuku opens his mouth to speak, he's cut off by their photographer.
"Ahem! And that's a wrap! I knew you'd be able to make him smile, Deku! I got so many cute photos of you two! ...You sure you aren't dating? That was adorable!"
Katsuki's joyful expression immediately darkens to a deep snarl as he releases Izuku's wrists and quickly pushes himself off Izuku in a hurry and grabs his gauntlets. The look he gives the photographer as he walks off set and toward the refreshment tables makes her visibly wince and back away.
Izuku's heart is racing as he gets up from the ground.
Was Kacchan about to... kiss me? No, he wouldn't. Stand up and thank the photographer, Izuku.
Once on his feet, he scratches at the back of his head and awkwardly laughs, turning towards the photographer.
"Ah, yeah, um n-no. Kacchan and I are j-just friends. N-not dating." Izuku walks off set and flashes the photographer one of his brightest smiles before heading over to get some water. "Th-thanks for being so patient and kind. I know Kacchan can ah, be a h-handful. I can't wait to see the photos!"
The photographer's expression softens, and she motions for Izuku to come near her.
"You want to see a few now? For just friends, you really do look really cute together. I'm sorry if I struck a nerve with Ground Zero over there, but look at these shots!"
As the photographer starts to show him a few of the pictures, Izuku looks over to find Katsuki standing beside him with a scowl on his face. He must have heard the photographer offer to show him some of the photos she took. Katsuki's always so particular when it comes to his public image. He rarely posts photos on social media, and is quick to tell someone to remove or untag him from something he doesn't like. After the photographer has gone through the majority of the pictures she got of them having their tickle fight, Katsuki scoffs and walks off.
Izuku's starts to feel a little guilty, those photos of them together really are cute. His stomach churns a little thinking about what Eijiro will say when he sees them, or how he will feel when he looks at them in the magazine acting all… cute. Maybe Eijiro won't think too much of it, though; he's always been cool like that. Eijiro's had to deal with people asking way too many times if he was dating Katsuki, so he probably doesn't put much weight into rumors like that. Hopefully Eijiro will just see these photos as fun between friends… and not between friends who used to have sex.
Izuku looks back over at Katsuki and thanks the photographer before walking over to him. He grabs a water off the table and clears his throat.
"Hey um, im ah, s-sorry about earlier. I ah, j-just wanted you to laugh. I shouldn't have started a tickle fight."
Katsuki takes a drink of his water and looks like he wants to scowl, but his voice comes out calmer than expected.
"Whatever. I was tired of taking photos, too. S'fine." After a bit of an awkward pause, he quietly adds "you ah, also look fuckin' cute when you smile." Izuku was pretty sure he heard the mumbled compliment, and if the flush on Katsuki's face means anything, he heard correctly, too.
"H-hey Kacchan?"
The redness on Katsuki's face darkens and he looks away with a tight lipped expression before growling out a response.
"What? I can't fuckin' compliment you? God fuckin' damnit Deku, yer so.."
Interrupting his angry rant, Izuku clears his throat. He wants so badly to tell him that he's going on a date with Eijiro tonight. He feels like he owes it to him to be honest. Izuku would want to know if Katsuki was going on a date. But seeing that embarrassed little scowl on his face, and how flustered he looks is too much. Izuku doesn't want to ruin it.
I'll tell him later.
"Th-thank you."
Katsuki looks over at him with his brows furrowed and his mouth closed tight.
"Fer what?" he says through gritted teeth.
"For just… Never mind. F-forget I said anything Kacchan."
Just as Katsuki is about to respond, the doors open and the rest of the class starts to file inside the room. Katsuki scoffs and walks away in a huff. Unlike Izuku and Katsuki, each of them only get about five minutes to strike a few poses for their individual shot before they are ushered off set. Seeing Hagakure take her shots is the most amusing. Because she can reflect light, they have to turn off the camera flash. Mineta almost gets a nosebleed. It's cool to see each of them lining up and getting their photos taken. They've all come such a long way from where they started.
While the individual photos are being taken, Izuku and Katsuki are being interviewed. Izuku can tell Katsuki is just a little bothered by them not being able to continue their earlier conversation. It takes longer than it needs to for Katsuki to calm down and actually smile when answering questions. Izuku is sure that smiling and fanboying over Katsuki himself is helpful, especially when he admits how much he looked up to Katsuki as a kid. The magazine must be doing a piece on them. Hopefully all the responses he gave and his interaction with Katsuki comes off well. The last thing he needs, on top of the tickle pictures taking center stage, is for the journalist to start rumors.
He can't help but feel a little guilty though. He still loves him. He's not sure when he will stop loving him, but he is starting to accept that maybe that love was just not meant to be. Kacchan certainly didn't want to be something official with Izuku, and the way that he and Eijiro treat him really does differ quite a bit. He and Eijiro haven't even kissed yet, but the redhead is ready to take him on a second date—or… a new first date? It's been awhile since their first. Either way, Kacchan never even considered taking Izuku on a date, and honestly, he's excited about this one. Eijiro said they would be going for ice cream. Ice cream is probably one of his favorite sweets, so he's looking forward to it, and to Eijiro's company, of course.
After all the individual photos are taken, which takes almost an hour, they take a couple of group shots. The first group photo they take is of the big three. Katsuki, Shoto, and Izuku line up to take a few shots together before the rest of the class is asked to join in. It almost feels like he's back in elementary school and they are being asked to line up for a class photo, except this time there are no bleachers to stand on or chairs to sit in.
Once all of the group shots are done, it's a little after two pm. Izuku has a feeling they are over time thanks to the almost ninety minutes it took for him and Katsuki to get their shots in. Thankfully, no one seems to be too upset about it.
After they are officially dismissed, Izuku changes back into his school uniform and looks around for Eijiro. Katsuki has been avoiding him since their interview. Even then, he didn't really talk to him much. Izuku really hopes that when he said it was "fine," he really meant it... Katsuki seems off though… Maybe he's also feeling guilty about how they acted during the shoot and the interview. He saw Katsuki talking with Eijiro earlier too. Maybe Eijiro told him about their date later. But even if he did, he shouldn't be upset about it… right?
He tries not to think too hard about it as he looks for Eijiro. Spotting him across the room, Izuku happily bounds on over attaches himself to his side in a hug. He's greeted with an embrace in return and a kiss on the top of his head.
"Hey Izuku! I um, have to do some last minute packing of my dorm when we get back, but i'll still come by after dinner, so we can go out... Kay?"
Izuku tries his best not to look deflated. He really wants to take him back to his room and finish what they started this morning. Eijiro is such a gentleman though. He probably doesn't want them to have their first real kiss until after their date. Izuku pulls back to take Eijiro's hand.
"Ah, Okay, that's fine. I can wait. I need to practice my speech anyway… so ah," Izuku tries to make sure he keeps a neutral expression before he asks his next question. "What were you and Kacchan talking about? He's been acting a little off today."
Eijiro smiled down at him for moment before looking back ahead of them.
"Oh nothing really. I was telling him about our date later... I dunno, I guess he seemed maybe a little more Bakugou-like than normal. Maybe he's tired. You guys were taking photos for over an hour before we got there."
Izuku looked down at his feet and smiled a little to himself. "Yeah, that must be it."
As they draw closer to the dorms, their comfortable silence is interrupted by Denki's teasing voice.
"You guys are acting real friendly today!"
Izuku looks over to his right to see Denki and Jirou walking hand in hand, Izuku looks down and at the hand interlaced with Eijiro's and feels a little embarrassed. They never really did talk about Eijiro's comfort level when it comes to PDA while in front of their friends. Izuku is silently starting to panic. As he goes to respond with his free hand in the air, Eijiro gives his other hand a light squeeze before looking over to Denki and laughs.
"Oh yeah? You watching us? What are you and Jirou heading off to go do?"
Izuku squeezes back and looks around to see if anyone else may have noticed them being a little too friendly. Not that he should care, they did walk to class hand in hand earlier, he's just never been in a relationship before. They aren't even in one now, so he has no idea if this type of thing is normal for people who aren't officially dating. Even in the privacy of their own homes Katsuki never held his hand. Thinking back on their first date, he remembers that they held hands then too... So this is OK. He really needs to stop worrying so much. This is Eijiro, not Katsuki. They don't need to hide.
"Nothing too exciting. We kinda packed up everything in our dorms, so we were probably just gonna watch a movie or something in the common room. How about you and Izuku? You guys have plans?"
Izuku smiles over at Denki and twiddles with the strap hanging off his backpack.
"I ah, gotta practice my speech for tomorrow, but relaxing in the common room to watch a movie sounds nice... I-is it okay if I join you?"
Jirou leans past Denki and warmly smiles over at Izuku.
"Of course! Mina, Hanta, and maybe Baku are gonna join us too. We put a message in our group chat about it. I should really add you to it, you know—the group chat. I know it's the last day, but we definitely all plan on keeping in touch."
Izuku's chest fills with a flutter that is warm and inviting. He really hopes that he's still able to hang out with his UA friends after they graduate. They have the potential to work anywhere in Japan, so it might be hard, but he selfishly hopes they can all keep in touch, or even work at the same agencies.
"Yeah! That sounds great... You uh, have my number right?"
Jirou pulls out her phone. "Sure do! Adding you now!"
Izuku's phone vibrates in his pocket, quickly taking it out he sees the notification from Jirou and smiles.
"Thanks Jirou!"
The rest of the walk back to the dorms is filled with laughter between the four of them. When they return, they all part ways for just a moment to change and then everyone minus Eijiro and Katsuki plops down in the common room watching a movie. Izuku's grateful for the movie; he really hopes it's enough to calm his nerves for his date tonight.
Teeth brushed? Check. Shirt ironed? Check. Hair done? Ehh... kinda. Cologne? Check.
Eijiro looks at himself in his full length mirror for probably the fifth or sixth time in the last ten minutes. Izuku texted him at six-thirty letting him know he will be ready to go at seven, and Eijiro has been low-key freaking out. After he took a quick shower, he decided to leave his hair free of his usual gel and put it up in a ponytail. If Izuku still wanted to touch it, it would be easier this way. A small chill runs up his spine thinking about it. Izuku was coming on so strongly today. He's never acted like this before, and it's kind of exciting.
Izuku's probably still a virgin. I hope he doesn't plan on trying to have sex... I don't know if i'd want to do that yet, but I also don't know that I could say no if it was Izuku asking. Maybe just in case...
Looking at his phone one more time, Eijiro slips two more just in case items in his pocket, and begins the walk to the common room where he's meeting up with Izuku. Just as he's about to leave, he decides to confirm with Katsuki one more time about the name of the ice cream shop. He'd asked him at the shoot earlier, but forgot to put in in his phone. Quickly taking out his phone he opens his messages.
Eijiro: Hey! What's the name of that ice cream place by your house again?
Eijiro: I forgot to take it down earlier. D:
Eijiro knows that expecting Katsuki to text back right away isn't likely. He figures he would have a better chance if he just knocked on his door, but there is no guarantee he is in there. After about three minutes, he gets a response.
Kat: It's called Orange Peel you dumbass. It's on the corner of 23rd.
Kat: The hero shop is called All Hero Merch.
Kat: And he likes mint ice cream
Kat: and caramel milk tea.
Kat: Because I'm sure you fucking forgot that too.
Eijiro groans and looks up the ice cream shop in his phone. He really should have taken it down earlier.
Eijiro: Thanks Kat!
Kat: Whatever.
Kat: There's a park over there too. Because i'm sure you're just now looking at the map.
Kat: You should take him there. Nerd likes nature.
Eijiro: Thanks again! You're the best!
Pulling up the directions to the shop one more time, Eijiro heads out. He can't help but think about how lucky he is to have a friend like Katsuki. Katsuki knows Izuku so well, it's almost a little intimidating. Why does he know so much?
Stop it. You're not jealous of your best friend. Izuku doesn't like him like that. He likes you. He would have told you if he had a think with Kat. He wouldn't keep something like that away from you. They're friends, good friends, that's it!
Looking at Orange Peel's website for the second time, he sees that they only opened a year ago. That uncomfortable feeling in the pit of his stomach returns. How does Katsuki know that Izuku likes this place? This place wasn't here when they were kids. Eijiro almost feels guilty that they are going there. It feels like a place that Katsuki would take him to if he was the one taking Izuku out on a date... Katsuki even knew that there was a hero merch store, and a park nearby. Like he had this whole date planned out in his head, but was too afraid to follow through with it. Stop it! Kat does not like Izuku! Why on earth would he plan a date for him?!
But the rotten feeling doesn't go away.
Maybe I should take him somewhere else… Dangit! I'm no good at this!
Eijiro taps the home button on his phone and sees that it's six fifty-five. They are meeting at seven, so he can quickly look up another ice cream place that also sells milk tea. UA is close to downtown, there should be a few other places they could go. Pulling up the restaurant review app on his phone, he searches for the sweets shop with the highest reviews and shortest distance from UA. The place that looks most promising is called Sakura's Sweets. Looking at the map to see what else is in the area, he doesn't see a hero merch store, but there is a comic shop nearby. Those stores sometimes carry merch, so he can still kinda stick to his original plan, but go to different places.
It's seven pm on the dot when he hops into the elevator. Hopefully Izuku hasn't been waiting long. When the elevator stops at the second floor, where Izuku's room is, Eijiro's heart rate quickens.
It can't be him.
When the elevator doors open, in walks Yuga, and Eijiro sighs.
Of course it's not Izuku, he wouldn't be running late.
"Well don't you look nice... You going on another date?"
Eijiro's confidence shoots back up. He isn't wearing anything too fancy, just a nice pair of black skinny jeans and a graphic tee. Most of his nicer clothes are already packed away, so hearing that he still looks nicer than normal makes him feel better.
"Sure am! Izuku and I are going to go to Sakura's Sweets. Have you ever been there before? I know it's not a French bakery, but I've heard it's good?"
Yuga looks over at Eijiro and bats his eyes.
"Come now, Kirishima-kun, I don't only indulge in French cuisine... But yes, I have been there. Took a girl on a date there once. They have great milk tea... And private booths."
Eijiro didn't have time to look at photos of the inside of the place before he decided they were going to go there, so he's relieved that they will be able to get some privacy. A lot of people know that UA's graduation is tomorrow, and Izuku is rather recognizable. Being the second place winner of the sports festival two years in a row will do that. He's also gotten the chance to take down some high profile villains over the years too. So having some privacy tonight will be nice.
"Good to know. Thanks, man!"
When the elevator gets to the common room Eijiro practically bolts over to the front doors to meet Izuku. He probably looks ridiculous, but the last thing he wants is to keep Izuku waiting any longer than he needs to. Eijiro slows down as soon as he sees those signature red shoes in the doorway. Izuku's back is facing away from him, so thankfully he didn't see him running.
Eijirou comes up behind him and wraps his arms around his waist. He feels Izuku's body tense for a moment when he hugs him, but as soon as Izuku looks over his shoulder, his form starts to relax. Eijiro gives him a light squeeze before letting go to stand by his side instead.
"Sorry to keep you waiting! I made a slight change to our plans, but don't worry, it will still be good!"
Izuku smiles and leans over to lightly kiss Eijiro's cheek, bringing a flush to his face.
"We're still getting ice cream, right?
Damn he's so cute.
"Yup! Lets go."
Eijiro can't focus. He knows they are having a conversation, probably about something of interest, but he just can't take his eyes off Izuku's mouth. More specifically, his tongue. The way Izuku is licking that ice cream cone is sinful.
Every other sentence out of Izuku's mouth he is stopping to drag his tongue from the bottom of the ice cream cone all the way to the top and is swirling his tongue around the tip before putting it in his mouth. He also keeps making all these little noises when he does it, like the ice cream is bringing him intense pleasure. His little whines or better yet, moans, are going straight to Eijiro's dick. This was a sight to see, and damn. The nearly 2500 he spent is worth it.
One of Eijiro's favorite parts, however, is when Izuku takes a sip from his drink. Sakura's Sweets has thick straws, and when Izuku puts his ice cream cone down in the holder and takes a sip of his milk tea... Mmmm. He sticks out his tongue and lays it flat against the straw before closing his lips around it and sucking. Did Izuku always do this when he ate something he really liked? Thinking back on their first date, and whenever Sato wanted taste testers for his cakes, he realizes that yeah, he does. Why is it making him so insanely turned on right now? Maybe because of everything else they've done today, or because it's been far too long since Eijiro's gotten laid… let alone felt a tongue like that against his skin.
Eijiro decided to get a milkshake—nothing too crazy, just a vanilla raspberry shake with whip cream. As he's taking a sip of his shake, he feels a light squeeze on his hand, then belated realizes that Izuku had stopped talking.
"Eijiro?"
Blinking his eyes a few times, Eijiro feels his face heat up and adjusts his position for the third or fourth time since they sat down, absentmindedly running his tongue over his bottom lip before responding. His dick is half hard and he is suddenly very, very grateful for the private table in the back that they chose.
"Yeah?"
Izuku's face softens, and he looks down at the milkshake.
"What kinda shake did you get again? Is it good? You barely drank any of it."
Looking down at his drink, he sees that it's only a quarter of the way empty. He must have been so lost in staring at Izuku and fantasizing about what else that tongue of his could do that he's forgotten to drink it.
"Its ah, vanilla raspberry..." A wicked thought crosses his mind. "You ah, wanna try it?"
Eijiro doesn't make an attempt to move the drink closer to Izuku, and he secretly hopes that he'll lean over to take a sip. The thought of watching Izuku put his mouth over that straw and suck up his milkshake right in front of him is making his mouth water.
"Sure!"
A bright smile spreads across Izuku's face. Eijiro starts to hand the drink over but stops when he sees Izuku happily lean forward and place his hand on the base of the glass, sticking out his tongue. The straw is slowly dragged into his mouth and his lips tightly close around it. Izuku's eyes lock with Eijiro's for only a second before they are rolling back into his skull, and another one of those sexy little noises is coming from his mouth to express how good he thinks it tastes. After swallowing the shake down, he comes off the straw and meets Eijiro's eyes again, a small flush dusting his cheeks. Just when he thinks it couldn't get any better, Izuku licks his lips before leaning back into his seat.
"Sh-shit." Eijiro says under his breath.
I love ice cream.
"Something wrong, Eijiro?"
Izuku looks at him with concern.
"N-nothing!"
Eijiro hopes Izuku doesn't press further as to why he swore, and feels relieved until he sees Izuku picking up his ice cream cone above his head. Taking a bite out of the bottom of the pointed cone, he proceeds to wrap his lips around the bottom and Eijiro is mesmerized watching him suck the ice cream out from the newly made hole. The ice cream is practically gone from the top, so it doesn't take him long to suck it down and pop the crunchy cone in his mouth.
Eijiro is now rock hard, and has to squirm around in his seat again to hide the straining erection in his suddenly way too tight skinny jeans. Izuku's innocent ice cream eating shouldn't be making him this horny.
He probably has no idea how sexy that was.
Clearing his throat and taking a long sip of his milkshake to practically finish it off, he licks his lips and pushes the glass aside.
"H-hey. You ah... Want to get out of here?"
Eijiro looks over at Izuku to find him pouting slightly, looking at the ice cream stand. His eyes suddenly go wide as Izuku starts to stick fingers in his mouth, licking off the ice cream that had dripped on them. He takes his time to get every drop, tongue dragging up each digit before sucking it inside for a moment, removing it totally clean.
Shit. This boy is going to be the death of me.
"Hmph! I kinda wish I had more ice cream, but sure! Lemme ask for a to go cup for the milk tea. I still have a bunch left, and I don't want to waste it." He looks down at his hands before continuing. "I um, should also probably go wash my hands. They're a little sticky."
Eijiro might fantasize just a little about cleaning his hands off for him with his own tongue before he nods his head.
"Okay. I'll be here."
Trying to make my erection go away...
Mienta. Vomit. Math. Spiders. C'mon Eijiro! Snap outta it!
Again, Eijiro can't remember anything they talked about on the way back to the dorms, or how long it took them to get to Izuku's door, let alone what time it was. All he was able to think about after forcing his erection to go down at the ice cream shop, was how badly he wanted to get back to Izuku's dorm to finally claim those lips.
He's almost caves when they are in the elevator heading up to the second floor and wants to kiss him right there. But he needs to make it special. His dick is not going to ruin this moment for him. He wants their first kiss to be something Izuku will remember and be happy about later on. A small part of him thinks that this might be Izuku's first kiss, so he needs it to be perfect. Taking ahold of Izuku's hand, Eijiro walks him over to his door before stopping just outside and nervously waiting as Izuku takes out his keys to open it. Thankfully, Izuku breaks the tension first.
"So I want to th-thank you for taking me to Sakura's Sweets! I remembered just now that I p-promised that I s-said I would pay if we went out on another date… m-my money is in my wallet, but I-I'm not sure it will be enough, but um, I-I can give it to you if you want, I'm s-sorry Eijiro... I um…"
A small smile settles on Eijiro's lips, and he tries not to bite down on them while looking at Izuku's ridiculously flustered face. Detaching his hand from Izuku's, Eijiro takes a step forward and places one hand on Izuku's hip, another on the side of his face. Izuku's looking down at his shoes, and his face feels warm with embarrassment.
"Hey, look at me."
Izuku bites his bottom lip and shifts his eyes back up to meet Eijiro's head on.
"I like paying for you, Izuku. Did you have a good time?"
Izuku stops biting his lip and shyly smiles. Eijiro's smooth and calming words seem to calm him down.
"Yeah, I did. Thank you, Eijiro," he says sweetly.
The hand on Izuku's hip moves up and under his shirt to the small of his back, while the other runs through Izuku's soft curls. Looking down at his lips one more time, Eijiro presses Izuku closer to him until they are mere centimeters apart.
"Hey, Izuku?"
"Yeah?"
"Can I kiss you now?"
"Yeah."
Within seconds Eijiro closes the gap between them and locks their lips together. It feels like time has stopped as the sweet scent of caramel and mint from the tea and ice cream take over Eijiro's senses. Izuku's soft lips feel so perfect, and his arms feel so, so good around his neck. Eijiro wants more, and he decides this simple kiss just will not do. Pulling back for a moment, he smirks before tilting his head and diving back in. This time he runs his tongue along the bottom of Izuku's lip and is delighted when his mouth opens. Eijiro finally gets to feel what that sinful tongue can do.
Small gasps and moans escape Izuku's mouth as Eijiro dances with his tongue. The hand on Izuku's back is pulls them together so tightly that he almost wants to move it down and lift Izuku up so he can wrap his legs around his waist. Izuku pulls back and looks down at the door knob, then back up into Eijiro's eyes.
"You um, wanna come inside?"
Biting his lip and flashing his teeth in a devilish grin, Eijiro gives Izuku a chaste kiss before responding.
"Only if you want me to."
Izuku moves his arms from around Eijiro's neck and turns to open the door. As soon as his back is turned, Eijiro slips his arms around his waist and starts to kiss his neck gently. Excitement runs through him when a small whimper sounds from Izuku's lips. Once the door is open and they're inside, Izuku turns back around and immediately wraps his arms around him, not even bothering to turn on the light as he connects their lips once again.
There's so much more hunger in this kiss. There's no way Izuku hasn't done something like this before. He seems to know exactly what he wants, to know exactly how to move his body—in a way that makes Eijiro's breathing hitch and his fingers beg to touch. Izuku pulls away for a moment to lead Eijiro over to the bed, guiding him to sit down.
As Eijiro sits down, a small smile spreads over his face. Before he can stop him, Izuku is climbing into his lap and straddling his hips. Izuku's hot mouth begins kissing his neck, fingers moving over his chest and lightly brushing up against his nipples over his shirt before they find their way back to the side of Eijiro's face, drawing him in for a kiss. Eijiro feels Izuku suddenly roll his hips and a small moan escapes his lips. Izuku to suddenly pull away from the kiss, a worried expression on his face.
"I-Is this... O-okay?"
Even in the darkness, Eijiro can see the redness creeping over Izuku's face and neck. Are they going a little fast? Maybe. Did Eijiro originally plan for them to go so far? No. But does he care?
Hell no.
This is Izuku. The guy whose smiles shine like the sun, whose cute freckles make Eijiro want to count them, whose kindness knows no bounds, who he's been waiting for, for months. His dick is hard and Izuku is here, wanting him, and so, so hot. He'll do whatever he wants.
"It's more than okay," he breathes.
Izuku's hips roll again and Eijiro moves his hands to the back of Izuku's jeans to grope at his ass, earning him a delightful squeak. Izuku breaks away from the kiss again to push Eijiro down on the bed and Eijiro switches their position so he's on top. He feels the hardness of Izuku's cock rub up against his own through their pants, and he groans. Before leaning back in to resume ravishing his lips, Eijiro quietly asks Izuku a question.
"Is this okay? Am I hurting you? I-I know I'm heavy.."
Izuku giggles and gives Eijiro a chaste kiss.
"You're fine, trust me. I want you here, on top of me."
Their lips quickly reconnect, and Eijiro can't help but run his hands up and down Izuku's sides, slipping them under his shirt to run over his warm skin and to brush over his hard nipples. Hearing the noise Izuku makes when his fingers glide over his chest makes him grind down against him. A loud moan escapes Izuku's lips as he eagerly presses his hips up to meet him. Izuku's hands smooth over Eijiro's back, exposed from his shirt riding up, then move down to grab at his ass before wrapping legs around his waist and aggressively rutting their erections together.
They exchange wet, open mouthed kisses as Eijiro shamelessly picks up the pace. He wants to give Izuku pleasure, wants to feel Izuku's body shaking and writhing in below him. Eijiro moves his hands beneath Izuku's shirt, starts to pinch and roll his rosy buds between his fingers. Izuku breaks away to throw his head back, exposing his neck and giving Eijiro permission to lightly kiss and suck, trying his best not to leave a mark. Tomorrow is graduation day after all.
"Hnng--f-fu-- E-Eijiroo-- I-I'm gonna come!"
Eijiro stops for only a moment to think.
Holy shit, he's gonna cum! We're not even having sex! I want to cum too. Fuck this feels so good.
Giving his nipples one more twist, Eijiro quickly moves his hands to the sides of Izuku's face to kiss him hard on the lips, helping to muffle his moans as he feels his body convulsing below him. The excitement of Izuku's orgasm brings out his own choked moan as he releases into his pants. After he comes, Eijiro drops his head down on Izuku's chest, breathing hard. Izuku isn't doing much better. He moves to run hands through Eijiro's hair, somehow down and loose rather than up in the ponytail he sported earlier. Finding where his hair tie ended up will be a problem for future Eijiro to deal with. All he wants to do right now is relax in Izuku's warmth.
After a few moments, Eijiro moves off and realizes what they have just done. They just came in their pants like a couple of virgins. There was no way he was going to be able to walk back to his room now. He's scared someone will see the wet spot he's sure is on his crotch.
But holy shit. That was one of the best orgasms he's had in months. His lower half however is starting to feel uncomfortably sticky, and he's sure Izuku's not feeling all that great either.
"H-Hey, Izuku?"
"Yeah?"
Eijiro shifts up to move towards the edge of the bed.
"Do you, um... H-have something.."
Izuku pulls himself up and turns on the lamp on his nightstand.
"Uh, yeah. L-Lemme get you something so you can um, clean up."
After Izuku hands him a pair of pajama bottoms, he quickly cleans himself up in the bathroom, Izuku probably didn't think any of his underwear would fit him, so he guesses he'll just be going commando. Eijiro does have a big ass...
When he gets out of the bathroom, he sits back down on the bed to wait for Izuku to do the same. Pulling out his phone, he sees that it's close to eleven pm. It's not that late, but neither of them got much sleep the night before, and he'd be lying if he said he wasn't tired. When Izuku comes back, he sits down on the bed next to him and snuggles up against his side.
"Hey, Eijiro?"
"Hmm...?"
"Will you um, will you stay with me? Y-you don't h-have t-to.. But um, I ah, d-don't want to be alone."
Eijiro runs his fingers through Izuku's hair, then moves them to his chin, lifting his face to softly kiss his lips. Looking down at those pleading eyes, he just can't say no. The fear of them moving too fast, of doing too much too soon can be addressed later. Instead, he kisses him one more time before locking their eyes together.
"Only if you want me to."
Izuku moves his hands to the sides of Eijiro's face and brings him in for a kiss.
"I do."
With that, both boys shift their bodies on the bed. Izuku curls up next to Eijiro's side and lightly kisses his jaw before pulling the covers over them and slowly drifting off to sleep. As slumber threatens to take him, Eijiro can't help but think about how lucky he is to sleep next to someone so wonderful.
He finally gets a chance at happiness.